I am Elizabeth, rude and cynical daughter of a famous monster hunter. Jane, my beautiful best friend with a deadly curse. Jack, an invisible pervert. Gwen, an untrustworthy vampire. Together, we will finish my father's work and hunt his killer... Dracula.

Jane
ran to Jack, trying to unbind him as fast as she could. I sighed
loudly. Why did I just save this sleazeball? I was going to kill him
anyway. For Jane? Yes, pretty much. She didn't have to join me on
this mission, or even the one were she had been bitten by the
werewolf. But she was always there for me. I owed her whatever would
make her happy, and right now, that was Jack.

I
unenthusiastically helped loosen his legs. I could hear his rough
breath, and I could feel his foot shaking as I undid the fasten, even
if I couldn't see it. His clothes were nearby, and I handed them to
him. Once he had his pants on, he went visible again. He was really
shaken, you could tell that just by looking at his face.

"That's
not my idea of a good date," he muttered. He looked down at Gwen,
bleeding on the floor. "I don't think I'll call her back."

I
picked up my special stake from her coat, and stuffed it in my jacket
pocket. I couldn't help but spit on her remains. Jane ran to Jack
as soon as he was visible again, throwing her arms around him. Then
she drew back, holding his cheeks in her hands, gazing into his gray
eyes seriously.

"Are
you okay?" Jane asked Jack, but before he answered, she hugged him
again tightly. Jack closed his eyes in contentment, and hugged her
back.

"In
that case--" She slapped him, very abruptly, in the face. He was
shocked, and so was I.

"You
traitor! What the hell
were you trying to pull?" she demanded.

"Well,
I--" Jack started, shamefully.

"--Don't
give me any of that sweet talk. Did you think I would forgive you,
just like that?"

She
slapped him again.

Go
Jane, I thought. This
was getting good.

"Ow,"
Jack said, rubbing his cheek. "Love, I thought--"

"I
don't want to hear it! Just because you got your hooks in me, that
I actually fancied you for a bit... fell for your... aggravating
charm and your disturbingly good looks and..." Her voice faded off.

Wait,
I didn't like where she was going with this.

"You
fell for me?" Jack retorted, surprised, his face lighting up.

"Yes,"
she said softly. "I did."

He
smiled broadly.

"Fell
for my... 'aggravating charm and disturbingly good looks'..."

He
liked the sound of it too much. This wasn't the show I was hoping
for.

"Shut
up," she commanded, going close to him. "For once."

And
she kissed him. She KISSED him. JACK! She was insane. Loony. Out of
her mind. Whatever way you wanted to say it, that was her at that
moment.

Jack's
eyes closed in pleasure, and I laughed when he phased in and out of
visibility, flickering on and off like a light bulb.

"Com'on,"
I said, attempting to break them up. "Let's get out of here."

I
turned to go. They walked alongside of me, looking at each other
fondly and holding hands. They went up the stairs together first, but
I didn't. I had just realized something, and I looked back to
confirm my suspicions.

Dracula
was gone.

I
was about to wonder where he had gone when I was tackled from the
left. Both of us fell to the ground with a crash, down the stairs in
a heap. I heard Jane scream, while Jack gasped. Once Dracula and I
hit the dirt floor, I immediately felt his mouth on my neck, his
teeth peirced my skin, warm blood trickling out of me. I shouted in
pain, struggling to get him off, but his hold was strong. Jack
somehow managed to grab at him and throw him off me. It was long
enough for me to whip out my father's stake, and drive it into
Dracula's flesh. He screamed, loud and high-pitched, calling for
help, but it wasn't enough. He got to Jack, but I didn't see
where, just heard him yell. I stabbed Dracula again, so that he fell
to the floor in the intensity of the pain. Jane appeared to help out
of nowhere, using some strange strength unbecoming of a thin young
woman, and hurled Dracula to his back. It allowed me the moment I
needed to drive the stake through Dracula's heart. He yelled once
more, large and piercing like before, then breathed his last... if he
ever breathed at all.

Only
then did I realize he had gotten me bad. My shoulder and neck hurt
like hell, and blood poured freely from it. I had fallen to the
ground, before I was aware of it. The world grew dark, but I could
still feel, feel Jack gently pick me up a few moments later, and
carry me up the stairs. I saw the light of day, or maybe just a light
at the end of the tunnel, before I passed out, in what I supposed was
for good.

-

It
wasn't, that was just wishful thinking. I awoke to the sound of
Jane and Jack talking softly. She was tending to Jack's wounds, and
I found mine already bandaged. Taking a moment to gather my
surroundings, I spotted my car, and I realized that I had been out
for many days, throughout the journey it must've taken to come back
here. I looked back to Jane and Jack, leaning for another one of
those infamous kisses.

"You
should be dead," she said, confused. "Though, I'm not
complaining..."

"That
makes one of us," Jack commented.

"I
don't know why I'm not," I replied. I peeled off the bandage
and looked in the side mirror of the car to examine the wound on my
neck. It was like it was poisoned, the veins around were purple, and
the two holes were seemingly without injury, save for the fact that
they were slightly red in color.

At
that moment, I began to understand. I got up slowly, began to gather
my things.

"Gather
everything. Let's go."

I
was afraid. Afraid of what they would think, yet I could see that
they already suspected, as they exchanged glances with one another.

I
was no longer myself, you see. I had become what I had been hunting
all my life. I thought about what I could do, how I could cure it. It
seemed hopeless. Was I doomed to be like this for eternity? I could
feel the foul ghost of a craving linger in my mouth. The feeling of
hunger. Hunger for blood.

I
closed the door behind me in the drivers seat, and started the trip
home. Jack and Jane talked and laughed, but I stayed silent the
entire way. It didn't take me long to figure out my life was
changed, even if I could change it, I couldn't erase it. This was
my life now. I was now both the predator, and the prey. I was now the
hunter, and the hunted. I was the slayer, and the vampire.

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